Friday, February 18, 2011

rough start to a day

It is a strange feeling to wake up paralyzed in one's left arm. I felt like what I imagine an amputee must feel: nothing. I willed my arm to move and it wouldn't. I tried to move my fingers and they did not move at all. Not even a twitch. It wasn't that they were numb that bothered me, it was that I actually could not move my arm at all.

After a few moments of massaging my arm, trying to pull the blood back into the arteries, I started to get pins and needles. Then I could move my arm at the shoulder, and then slowly I regained control inch by inch until I could wriggle my little fingers.

That is how I started my day.
At 5:30 this morning.
Just try falling back to sleep after that.

I'm never experienced such a feeling, and hopefully, it doesn't happen again. I was not really worried, as I pretty much knew what had caused it--my own body weight. You see, I sleep on my side. I always have. But for some reason, I'd rolled over on my arm and must have cut off every bit of blood and pinched just the right nerves. I was not worried because earlier in the night, I'd awakened to numbness in my right arm as I had been sleeping on the other side and must have done something similar.  Why was last night different from every other night of side-sleeping slumber? I have no idea.

I got up, made coffee, toasted a bagel and flipped on the news. It's funny, but one of my favorite parts of the day is the early morning. Breakfast alone watching the news. The funny thing is that I really can't understand most of what they are saying on the news. I mean, I can follow the stories in the macro level--some of the time. Sometimes I know exactly what they are talking about, while still there are those stories where I got nothing from it at all. No hints from the videos or pictures even. What is worse is when I think I know what the story is about, but really missed it all together.  This morning was really no different. The weather, the traffic. Two teens kidnap a 12-year-old and try to sell her into prostitution.

Wait a minute. What? That caught my attention this morning as I watched the news. It made me open up the computer and see what I could find on line. The Joonang Ilbo (linked above) tells the story, and GI Korea has this to say:
Read the rest at the link, but there is just so much wrong with this entire crime besides what the two middle school drop outs did.  How could nobody at Lotte World have noticed the kidnapping?  How come the taxi driver didn’t do anything?  Why didn’t the hotel operator question why these young girls were renting a room from them?  Also the men that raped this 12 year old girl are just as bad as the perpetrators that kidnapped her.
I couldn't agree more. There is so much wrong with this story on every level. Not only should the girls be punished, but the guys should be castrated.

So now, looking ahead.
It is the last truly free weekend before the start of a new semester. Well... sort of. There is next weekend, but I never feel as though I can relax the weekend before a semester starts. This semester even more so as I'm actually starting a new job. I'll be teaching something I haven't really done before in a way that is a little different.

Other than a hair cut, I have nothing planned. I told my wife I was going to be very busy this weekend (and next) only because I knew she was planning on getting me to do something with our 18-year-old nephew whose parents have left him alone in Korea for three months.  I am busy doing anything but entertaining him. What should I do?













1 comments:

Kevin Kim said...

I'd like to know more about what you'll be teaching and how the teaching method will be different.

As for the question that ends your post, I thought about answering, "Video games!"... but I think Korean culture has that pretty well covered.

Good luck with the new semester.